I hear her voice in the morning hour – she calls to me Shawshank, November 23, 2020 Good sleep. Wake up to a different coffee pot. Couldn’t get it to work for 20 minutes. Why doesn’t it just have a frigging on/off button? It has 2 sliders, and 3 buttons. I shouldn’t need a PhD to turned the damned thing on. Excuse me I need to get some coffee. I think I remember having weird dreams. Not weird bad, but I do remember at one point in my dreams thinking I should remember this to tell Crystal later. But alas, earwax, I can’t remember them at all. Today, I have a couple things to do, I gotta relocate the “Romance Rack” – the Nora Roberts bookcase back to its rightful place in the living room. Then we’re gonna head to SlightlyBiggerTown for some basic groceries. Happy Monday y’all Life blogbloggercoffeejournalmorningsTinyTown
Life But still I’m just keeping it real still September 7, 2020 Good morning! It’s a little crisp out there this morning. It’s labour day, and my dad is waiting for a part that he can’t get until tomorrow, so he’s home. I’m going to assume that we’ll finish off his list of stuff to do, but after his afternoon nap. So… Read More
Life Cowboys ain’t easy to love, and they’re harder to hold May 24, 2021 Good morning y’all. I opened the blinds this morning, and it’s bright and sunny out. Windy, but sunny. The coffee is brewing and before I get my cup of coffee, I’ll strip my bed and get it ready to take up to Shady Acres to wash. Yesterday was a long… Read More
Life And you see me holding up my middle finger to the world January 22, 2025 It was totes a sloth day yesterday. With the exception of me jumping the Hot Mess Express. I started my mom’s truck, and looked over to where the Hot Mess was parked. There was a car parked right next to it. So I figured I would try to start it…. Read More